"Xingsheng, you need to know that the victory or defeat of a military strategist is never determined by words. How can you know the truth without fighting? I really want to curse Jianlu to death with one sentence, but is this realistic?"
Chongzhen helped Sun Xuanhuai up, and then comforted him: "I tell you the truth, this battle is by no means without a chance of winning, but the prerequisite is that everyone is united. The purpose of letting the people out of the city today is to eliminate hidden dangers in the future."
"I am not familiar with military matters. I was so frightened that I bumped into Your Majesty. Please punish me."
"Xingsheng is worried about me. How can I punish you before I am happy? That's what I value about you. It doesn't matter if we bump into you a few more times in the future, haha."
"I am so ashamed."
A joke brought Sun Xuanhuai and Chongzhen closer together again. Sun Xuanhuai frankly said that it was a pity that the people of Datong left and many things done during this period were in vain.
"That's ridiculous. How could it go to waste? I'll make a bet with you. It won't be long before you can see the results with your own eyes."
Chongzhen was full of confidence in this matter, and the seeds of people's hearts had already been sown quietly. He just needed to give him some time and wait.
"As for Jin Shen, I still need Xingsheng to come up with a compromise for me to comfort people. After all, I personally promised them future wealth. Wouldn't it be nothing if they give up now? Of course, I will never force it."
After a conversation, Sun Xuanhuai felt reassured and immediately thought about how to deal with the other big players before taking the order and leaving.
.....
Jiang Quan refused to comply with all the transfer orders issued by Chongzhen. After personally sending Wang Jin's court troops out of the city, he thought about riding a horse and looking around.
I saw a swarm of civilians on the road, pushing carts and holding babies in their arms, rushing towards the city gate, apparently trying to escape from the city.
Seeing that Jiang Gan seemed puzzled, Yang Zhenwei, who was standing next to him, picked up the reins and rode to his side, explaining the reason to him. After that, he pointed to the stall not far away from the city gate.
When Jiang Guan led his troops out of the city just now, he didn't see such a stall. He thought he put it up after he left the city.
It was said to be a stall, but in fact it was just a wooden table with a simple shed built on it. Three or two scholars wearing navy blue trousers stood here, with some bulging sacks piled on the ground behind them.
One of them was Du Mao. He wore a square turban on his head, with his sleeves rolled up high. He held his head high and shouted at the passing civilians: "Long live the Lord's order, those who leave the city can receive a share of dry food per household, first come, first served."
Come on."
Is there such a good thing? I have never heard of it. The doubtful households put down their carts and rushed over after hearing the sound, and the road was quickly blocked.
Du Mao turned around and took out a bunch of cakes from the sack on the ground. Each cake was the size of the palm of his hand and shaped like a copper coin. There was a round hole hollowed out in the middle of the cake, and a thread was passed through it. Five cakes were connected into a string.
This cake is known as "Qijia cake", or simply "guang cake" in Qijiajun. It is made of rice, wheat and multigrain flour, compacted and baked. After drying the water, it is easy to preserve and will not spoil for a long time. It is then tied with thin threads.
It is put together and very convenient to carry.
The soldiers of the Qi family often hung it around their waists and went into battle to kill the enemy. Over time, it was rumored that eating all the cakes would lead to victory in battles.
Since Chongzhen began to study military books, most of them were written by Qi Jiguang. This cake is similar to the compressed dry food of later generations, so he took Shao Bao Yahui and ordered others to imitate it.
And carefully divided them into two categories, one for civilian use, just like the style in Du Mao's hand, and the other for military use, such as the Qijia cakes distributed to Jiang Xuan's soldiers, with an appropriate amount of salt and sesame added.
"Does the old man keep his words?"
"Real or fake? Take it for free?"
In this age, food is the most rare thing. As soon as this pie-in-the-sky thing comes out, the people are full of questions. Can they really get it for free?
"Can I still deceive you? This is my personal order!"
Facing everyone's questions, Du Mao said with a smile. He was so heroic, releasing food to help the people, this kind of benevolent government that manages the world and benefits the people. Isn't it what our generation of scholars dream about?
"Everyone receives it according to their household, one share for each household, no grabbing is allowed."
Du Mao handed the bunch of cakes to one of them. The man raised the cakes above his head and squeezed out of the crowd, shouting: "It's true! It's true!"
A woman was holding her child and standing outside the crowd watching. When she saw someone walking out with food, she quickly pinched her husband's waist who was watching the excitement beside her.
"A stupid head! Why are you still standing there, expecting me and the baby to grab it?" The husband was in pain, and then he realized what he was doing, and rushed into the crowd and squeezed in as hard as he could.
"Hey, you've received it once. If you want to fish in troubled waters again, I'll call the officers and soldiers." Du Mao said, opening the man's arms, no longer handing out cakes, and directing to the people around him: "We have agreed to a household. If anyone dares to claim it falsely, they will all be arrested!" As soon as these words came out, the crowd who was looting calmed down a little.
Jiang Gan had a clear view of the situation here, shook his head and said to Yang Zhenwei: "It's all useless, how can we not be defeated?"
Yang Zhenwei looked around sharply and whispered: "You have many eyes and ears, so be careful what you say."
Seeing the suspicious look of his confidant, Jiang Quan smiled contemptuously and said, "After today, I won't be the one who should be careful about what I say, sir!" After saying this, he flicked his whip and galloped towards the camp.
"Sigh." Yang Zhenwei sighed and had no choice but to follow. There was a vague premonition in his heart that something big was about to happen. The most fearful thing was that the general would not be able to calm down.
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In the Daiwang Mansion, the refugees who were resettled here also received the notice, but they came to the city to escape the military disaster. Where should they go when they leave the city now?
The situation of the refugees is different from that of the locals, and their thoughts are also different. Currently, no one has dragged their families and left. The elders and village chiefs of each village and village took the lead in gathering together to discuss with each other.
The refugees were able to settle in the Prince's Mansion. Lao Chentou from Niutou Village made great efforts and had a high prestige among the refugees. After everyone discussed for a while, they hoped that he would come up with an idea.
Old Chen Tou still had the same gloomy look on his face, sitting upright with his legs crossed, holding his pipe and puffing away.
"Mr. Chen, just make up your mind. It's okay to just sit like this."
"yes."
The people below saw that Old Chen had been smoking for a long time and couldn't fart loudly, so they hurriedly urged him.
The backbone of Lao Shizi, whoever wants to do it, old Chentou, who is extremely bored, has deeper wrinkles on his face.
Everyone urged him repeatedly, but Old Chen was forced to do nothing. He knocked his pipe on the ground and said, "You can make up your mind if you want. I don't care whether you want to hear it or not."
"Okay, just say it."
Old Chentou listened to everyone's statement, nodded and continued: "Our life was saved by Lord Long Live. Do you recognize this kindness?"
"Recognize it." When it comes to Long Live Lord, everyone present has nothing to say. Long Live Lord gave us the palace to live in, and also treated everyone's illnesses, provided clothes, clothes, and food. No one will deny this kindness.
After asking, Lao Chentou pricked up his ears to listen. When he saw that there was no ungrateful bastard, he smiled and said, "Everyone knows the principle of repaying kindness with gratitude, so I won't go into details. We don't care what others do. The people from Niujia Village definitely want to stay."
The chief sitting closest to Lao Chen listened and said with some hesitation: "It's not impossible to stay, but the question is, what can we do if we stay? I'm afraid that I will be a hindrance to Master Long Live."
Old Chen curled his lips, subconsciously buttoned up his cigarette bag again, and said to him: "As you said, you don't need to rely on people to fight the war? I don't believe it. All the men in the village are guarding the city wall, and women only need to take care of children.
We are all going to help transport things, can you please accept us?"
The air suddenly became quiet, and everyone was silent. Everyone had different thoughts.
A young man stood at the door and retorted: "What the old man said is easy, there is no need to risk your life to repay a favor, right?" Before he could finish his words, Old Chen's pipe was thrown at him, but luckily he was able to dodge quickly.
"You're such a coward, you know people will die if you fight? Then do you know that people will die if you don't eat?"
Old Chen patted his butt and got up, and was about to go out to pick up his cigarette pouch. At the end, he didn't forget to add: "Well, as I said, others can't care about it. We, the people of Niujia Village, must repay their kindness."
The wounds on Tiesheng's face were almost healed, with a faint scar left on his lips. When he saw his father leaving the house, he followed him.
Naturally, it was not his turn to interrupt when the elders were talking, but he actually wanted to say that I am the one who brought up the family. This chapter has been completed!
